As for whether the means are shady or aboveboard, it doesn't matter, as long as they are effective.

The highest leader saw that the attack on Jiang Cheng didn't succeed, so continued to launch an assault.

A long sword, similarly condensed from spiritual power, appeared in his hand, and the highest leader brutally thrust it towards Jiang Cheng.

Jiang Cheng was slightly taken aback; he didn't expect that the head of a gang in the Dark World would also have such profound spiritual power, which is indeed very rare.

It seems the enemy in front of him is quite a difficult opponent.

This opponent's strength is far superior to the six adversaries he had just killed, yet encountering a formidable opponent only ignited Jiang Cheng's fighting spirit.

He wanted to see how powerful this man, who dared not even show his face or reveal his name, could be!

Jiang Cheng swung the long sword in his hand, deflected the remaining sword strike from the highest leader, and then suddenly moved his right foot towards the enemy's position. The highest leader dodged Jiang Cheng's attack by shifting his steps, and the long sword in his hand once again slashed towards Jiang Cheng's ribs, which Jiang Cheng blocked with a sword swing. Thus, the two engaged in a back-and-forth battle.

In the eyes of the observers from the Hua Family Country (Zhao Hao's group), this was a dull fight.

Both sides just alternated attacking each other's bodies with their long swords, without any complex moves, which made the fight seem quite prosaic.

They didn't notice that when the two long swords, condensed from spiritual power, collided, they actually emitted a sound!

What immense power!

In the face of absolute power, all techniques become insignificant.

In the ancient Hua Family Country on Earth, anyone who practiced martial arts understood a saying passed down through generations—"One force defeats ten skills!"

This saying succinctly highlights the primary significance of strength over technique in combat!

And it also emphasizes the crucial role of strength in combat.

Moreover, in the eyes of people like Jiang Cheng, who possess superpowers, strength is almost their ultimate pursuit in life.

On the square, Jiang Cheng and the highest leader of the Black Exhaust Group started fighting.

The battle between the two didn't look exciting at all, yet it was truly a contest between true masters.

After about a dozen rounds, the highest leader already felt overwhelmed by Jiang Cheng's powerful attacks.

The Black Exhaust Group members from the Hua Family Country also realized that their supreme leader was on the defensive.

At this moment, although Jiang Cheng's expression was calm, his eyes shone with a sharp brilliance; faced with a strong opponent, his fighting spirit was fully aroused.

Without any flashy tricks or techniques, Jiang Cheng simply swung the long sword in his hand, ceaselessly attacking the highest leader.

From left to right, or several consecutive slashes in the same direction, faced with Jiang Cheng's simple and unadorned attacks, at first, the highest leader could still block and counter Ye Su's attacks, but now he could only keep parrying, almost losing the ability to retaliate.

The members of the Black Exhaust Group from the Hua Family Country followed the retreating steps of their highest leader, forgetting there were still other enemies around them.

In the end, whenever they saw their supreme leader occasionally counterattack Jiang Cheng, they would shout loudly in approval.

Unfortunately, such counterattacks were exceedingly rare.

Seizing the opportunity when the enemy was distracted by the ongoing battle scene, Ba Lv pulled Yanran's hand and quietly slipped away.

When they were out of the enemy's sight, Ba Lv started running wildly, dragging Yanran along. 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

At first, Yanran wanted to break free from Ba Lv's hand; she didn't understand why Ba Lv pulled her away from the square at such a moment when her teacher was confronting the highest leader of the Black Scorpion Group. As a student, she had to be there.

But Ba Lv didn't give up, and seeing her persistence, Yanran had no choice but to follow her out of the square.

Clearly, Ba Lv was very familiar with this place; she ran swiftly through the passage, always finding the correct direction at the forks without hesitation. Yanran soon realized they were moving deeper underground through the passage.

They finally reached their destination and stopped beside a cave tens of meters underground. Ba Lv cautiously peered out to survey the surroundings.

"There are sentries," she whispered to Yanran.

"Where is this? What are you planning to do?" Yanran also asked her in a low voice.

"This is the Black Group Headquarters' weapon depot. What do you think I'm going to do?" Ba Lv said angrily, "Since they call me a traitor, then I'll rebel and show them!" As the enemies approached through the passage, closing in on them, Yanran and Ba Lv exchanged glances and lunged out simultaneously.

Yanran's claws,

Ba Lv's twin blades.

The two of them cooperated flawlessly, and within moments, they dispatched the squad of enemies effortlessly, as if they were slicing vegetables.

Ba Lv picked up the firearms from the bodies and tossed one to Yanran, while she drew two short guns and started creeping slowly towards the entrance's sentries.

The long-standing comfort had made these sentries lose their vigilance; they had their guns slung over their backs, leaning against the door, talking to each other.

Ba Lv signaled Yanran to stay put, and she quietly approached the two sentries. When her short guns were almost touching them, she fired, killing the two sentries dead on the ground.

She took the keys from them, and Ba Lv and Xuran opened the weapon depot's door.

In front of them were various firearms and ammunition, including several laser cannons. With the array of ammunition before them, it seemed they could arm a small militia.

Disregarding the sight before her, Ba Lv continued to walk deeper into the weapon depot.

The supreme leader of the Subgroup already lost the strength to counter Jiang Cheng's attacks, gasping for breath, barely holding on in his last struggle.

Jiang Cheng didn't stop attacking because of his pathetic appearance.

He would treat evildoers with even more ferocity than they possessed.

With a fierce strike, the highest leader staggered backward, almost losing grip on his long sword.

Jiang Cheng ceased his attack: "Meet one condition of mine, and I can spare your lives!"

He pointed his long sword menacingly at the highest leader: "Tell me the secret concerning the Little Flaming Firebird, and we'll leave."

The highest leader deeply inhaled a few breaths, barely steadying his breathing, and looked at Jiang Cheng, weakly stating: "The battle isn't over yet, who knows who will die or survive?"

Even at this moment, when his subordinates could see his strained condition, this highest leader refused to let go of his pride, which was something Jiang Cheng found truly hard to accept.

"Do you really want to die so much?" Jiang Cheng asked him, raising an eyebrow: "Exchanging the Little Flaming Firebird's secret for your life, isn't that a good deal?"

Jiang Cheng stared at the highest leader: "Don't think that you can regain your strength while I'm speaking to you. I can clearly tell you, fighting you only took a third of my strength, so I advise you to reveal that secret."